At Sackett's Harbor, about the 1st inst. the naval force of the United States, armed and manned by gallant crews, was on the point of sailing to meet the enemy. Commodore Chauncey had hoisted his broad pendant on board the Oneida of 18 guns, Lieut. Woolsey, and his squadron consisted of one brig and eleven schooners - a power supposed sufficient to wrest the trident from the lake from the enemy.
Week look-out for valiant deeds - for we cannot avoid believing that whenever our sailors touch the British, they must succeed. Every man of them, perhaps has some private wrong to avenge, and thousands of them, while panting under the lash of "his majesty's officers," have prayed more devoutly than sailors ever did before, for the glorious opportunity of wiping off the indignity, in honest war -- man for man.
The frigate, building in Sackett's Harbor, was expected to be ready for service about the 20th instant.